' leg lock She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock Or how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock And it's on, so stop the sweatin
everytime Man I live by the sword and die by the gun And not give a fuck and why? 'cause I'm young Raps that backtrack and crack the sky ask me why Check
ohh) She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock or how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock, and it's on So stop the sweatin like
Sound It Too much voilence Yo, too much blood a run star Too much marror pan tar Too much gun Too much man a dead Some a dem a lose dem head Busy SOUND
wid di gun Roll up wid di tape, Is like di police dem late, Cause him dun escape wid di gun Bwoy claim seh him bad wid di gun Chain and purse and bag
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock or how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock, and it's on So stop the sweatin like a wristband
high Make moves with Rebel I and King J [King Just:] You done lit dynamite on Mr. Excite You been rappin' for a long time and don't sound right Not